its no days off. in the land of tha sinners. theres no room for pretenders as im dancing in this land of sin i could use some medicine so my pain goes missin while im on this mission still i shine cuz im Mexican i fly high like a pelican high above the bull shit. while your dancing in the bull pit playing bout to get hit. i take no days off in the land of the lost .in due time you will get crossed. as these heartless souls decite you. as you broke up they bleed you. leave you broken and bleeding so hear you are pleading. up to god but your a sinner. don't you remember ?that theres no days off in the land of the wicked as im praying for forgiveness .all i hear is crickets yet i keep praying's for a ticket .to keep me from slippin. god keep me from tripping. no trust so i gotta keep it with me smith and wesson fully loaded lots of halo rounds and its semi. its no days off in the land of the killers so im pushing thru the rain all i feel is pain all i see is pain on these peoples face. as another bullet flys its just another homiide somebodys momma cries and still its no days off in the land of the lost and at the end of the day im just tryna to get paid